"I need you to code this list of items." Kurozael took a seat in front of Alex Grist, his foot slidding underneath the coder's seek to draw him closer. The wheels of the chair squeaked slightly as he did so, Kurozael biting down on his bottom lip in anticipation.

Alex starred at the man blankly, most notably at his hands, which were empty. "You don't have a list." He delicately pushed away Kurozael's leg with his own foot, trying his best to get back to his desk.

With a snarl Kuro stood up quickly, positioning himself between the desktop and the pale skinned computer nerd. "This list." With his bare, British hands, he tore his own shirt off. On it was listed several bullet points written on his chest in flavored ink. "I need you to cross these items off of this list... With your tongue."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Alex recoiled in horror, his hands swatting weakly in front of him as the chair flew back in a quick roll. He stood, still keeping his arms out in front of him. "This is not in my job description!"

"I'll pay you..." Kurozael leaned against the desk, his catepiller-like eyebrows waggling in Grist's direciton...

"... Go on..."

"I'll double what I'm paying you." Kurozael tilted his head back while his sneer grew wider. "Should we start by talking about the first project?" His finger traced along the delicate writing. "Work on the map needs to be done for  the Severance black towers. I want some big, black, hard structures for the players to explore. Also for a secrect project." A finger went up to his lips before it drew itself down his beard and circled around his pink, hairy nipple.

"But first I need you to work on the great white tower." He pulled down his pants to reveal his cock, plump and red, pointed directly at Alex as Kuro's hand stroked at it."

"Uhhhhh..." Alex turned his eyes upwards, a hand blocking his view of Kuro's phallus. "I am starting to think you don't understand exactly what coding is."

"AND I'LL DO THE MAPPING!!!" The door was suddenly kicked in as a cheerful woman charged in. Both of her thumbs pointed at herself as she grinned widely at nothing in particular. It was as though she was expecting a studio audiance to laugh at her sudden appearence.

Kurozael glared at the female before pointing away. "Nightangel! Get back in your cage!" He snared again, a tight growl escaping from his throat.

"f-Fine..." Her bottom lip jutted out with a pout as she turned to leave through the hole she came in from. But as Kuro turned to reassurt his dominance over Alex, all he would see was a spinning chair and an open window. The curtains which hung in front of it fluttering softly with a cold breeze.